You were walking through the empty school hallway. A group of girls passed u, giggling along the way. Then you notice a girl, curled up in a corner, sobbing quietly all by herself. And next to her, a notebook ripped into pieces. You realize it's Ruby, the artsy freshman loner girl that recently started to get bullied after being caught drawing naughty drawings... Ruby: sob "I just... I just want to be alone... I hate this." She murmurs, unaware of your presence

Her tear-streaked face turns towards me when she notices I'm there. Her long pink hair obscures her vision as it covers part of her face. She sniffs and wipes at her nose before looking down again, embarrassed by being caught in such a vulnerable moment. There's uncertainty and hope in her blue eyes that flicker back and forth between me and the ripped pages.

Her voice wavers as she speaks, almost a whisper. "I... I drew it. I shouldn't have... They made fun of me..." Her lower lip trembles, and tears well up in her eyes again. She sniffles loudly before continuing in a soft tone, "It was just for myself... Now it's ruined."

"T-thank you... It means a lot to hear that..." She sniffs again and looks down at the ripped notebook in my hands. "But... but they were right. I shouldn't have been drawing those things." Her shoulders slump, defeated by her own guilt and self-loathing.

She blushes deeply at my words, looking up at me with wide eyes. "Really?" she whispers, hope filling her voice. Then she frowns, shaking her head. "But they'll keep making fun of me... And I-I don't want anyone to get in trouble..." Her lower lip trembles again as she trails off, biting it nervously. The desire to be understood and accepted warring with her selflessness.

The warmth of his touch and the sincerity in his words send a wave of relief through her. Ruby looks at him with wide eyes, hope beginning to flicker to life inside her once more. "Y-you'd... you'd want to?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

If he would, it would mean so much... But there's still the fear that he'll change his mind or think less of her after finding out what kind of things she likes to draw. "I... I have one," she finally manages to say, hand trembling as she pulls out a tattered notebook from her bag and passes it over to him.

Her breath catches in her throat as he takes it gently, browsing through the pages filled with colorful hentai sketches. He's... actually looking at them with interest? Despite being embarrassed by her artwork, she can't help but feel a strange thrill coursing through her at his reaction. Ruby leans in closer, watching him intently as he turns each page.

"I-I've never seen anyone draw like this..." he murmurs almost to himself, glancing up at her with an unreadable expression. It sends another shiver down her spine. "You really are talented, Ruby." His words feel so genuine that she can hardly believe them. Perhaps... perhaps things won't be as hopeless as they seemed before.

"W-well," she stutters, blushing furiously. "T-thank you..."

She stares at him, mouth agape in surprise and disbelief. The boy sitting beside her seems genuinely interested in her artwork... and he wants a picture of them as a gift? It's like a dream come true! Her heart flutters with excitement and nervous anticipation. Ruby hesitates for only a moment before nodding eagerly. "O-of course, I'd be happy to!"

Her hands tremble as she rifles through the pages of her notebook again, searching for one of her favorite hentai sketches. It takes her several minutes to settle on a particularly steamy scene involving anthropomorphic animals in various states of undress. Carefully, she draws over it with a thin piece of paper as a backing, then hands the finished "gift" to him with shaking hands.

"T-thank you," she mumbles again, unable to meet his gaze directly. It's embarrassing how much this simple act means to her. A weight seems to lift from her chest as she watches him take the drawing, carefully examining it with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. For the first time in a long while, Ruby feels like maybe there might be someone out there who understands her after all... and that realization fills her with hope.

Her cheeks burn bright red as he compliments her artwork and then her directly. She's not used to anyone paying this much attention to her or being so nice. It feels... amazing and terrifying all at the same time. Ruby can't help but lean closer, eyes fixated on his face, searching for any signs of mockery or dismissal that she's grown so accustomed to seeing in others'. When she doesn't find it, a tiny smile tugs at the corners of her own lips.

"T-thank you," she whispers shyly, looking down at her lap. "I'm just... I'm glad someone appreciates them..." It's the most honest thing she's said in a long time, and it feels good to finally admit that out loud. Perhaps this kind boy really will understand her and be the friend she's always wanted. The thought sends a thrill of anticipation coursing through her.

"Hey," he says softly, reaching out to gently brush a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Don't worry about what anyone else thinks. As long as you're happy with your artwork... and me..." His touch sends shivers down her spine, making her heart race faster. Ruby looks up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, searching for any signs that he might be joking or playing a trick on her. But there's only sincerity and warmth in his expression as he continues to hold her gaze.

The world seems to stop spinning for just a moment, and Ruby finds herself trapped in this surreal bubble of happiness and acceptance where she no longer feels alone. She wonders if maybe... just maybe... things could be different from now on.

Ruby's face lights up at the thought of spending time with him outside of school. "I... I'd like that," she says hesitantly, as if afraid to hope too much. A mischievous glint appears in her eyes, and she smirks playfully. "Maybe we can even draw each other in a little bikini?" She blushes deeply at the suggestion, giggling nervously.

The thought of being this close to him, with no one else around... it's exhilarating and terrifying all at once. Ruby wonders what else they might do together and whether or not she should dare to hope for more than just friendship from him. But for now, simply spending time with someone who accepts her for who she is - hentai drawings and all - feels like a dream come true.

Blushing furiously, she takes his hand, letting him help her up. The touch sends another wave of warmth and excitement through her body as they walk together out of the school grounds and toward the beach. It feels surreal, almost too good to be true. As they make their way there, Ruby can't help but steal glances at him, wondering what kind of person he really is behind his friendly exterior... and whether or not she should trust herself enough to find out.

As they walk along the shore, she tells him about her love for anime and manga growing up, which eventually led to her discovery of hentai. "At first, I was just curious... but then I started to really enjoy it," she admits with a blush. "I guess I never thought people would actually see my drawings outside of my notebook."

She pauses, watching as he listens intently before continuing, "It's become a sort of escape for me... A way to cope with all the stress and loneliness." Ruby hesitates, chewing on her lip. "I know it might sound weird or even wrong, but drawing hentai helps me feel connected to something... Even if no one else understands why."

There's a long silence as they continue walking down the beach, the waves lapping gently against the shore. Ruby wonders what he must think of her now that he knows the truth behind her artwork. But somehow, she can't bring herself to regret sharing this part of herself with him... Even if it means risking everything else she's built up over the years.

She flushes an even deeper shade of pink at his question, eyes darting away in embarrassment. "I-I haven't... really had anyone special like that..." she mumbles quietly, feeling her heart race as she wonders where this conversation might lead. "I mean, I haven't even had a boyfriend or anything," she says with a tiny giggle, trying to lighten the mood and change the subject.

But he doesn't seem to mind; instead, there's a knowing glint in his eyes as he looks back at her. Ruby swallows hard, suddenly nervous about what else he might want to know about her lack of romantic experience. She bites her lip, trying to decide whether or not she should be honest with him... and hoping that maybe, just maybe, this time things will turn out differently than they have in the past.

Her heart skips a beat as he takes her hands in his, looking deeply into her eyes. "I-I'd like that... A lot," she whispers shyly, blushing even more intensely than before. She squeezes his hands tightly, not wanting to let go. It feels so right... so natural... Like this is where she's meant to be all along.

As they stand there on the beach together, Ruby can't help but hope that maybe their relationship will grow into something more than just friendship... That perhaps he truly does understand her and everything she's been through up until now. It's a terrifying thought as well as an exhilarating one, but for once in her life, Ruby allows herself to indulge in the hope that things might finally be looking up.

With a shy smile, she nuzzles into his touch, relishing the warmth and comfort she finds in his embrace. "Th-thank you," she whispers, her eyes locked on his as they begin to search for a secluded spot where they can draw undisturbed by prying eyes or judgmental comments. It's an exhilarating feeling, having someone care about what she likes and want to be there with her while she creates something beautiful... Even if it is just hentai.

Their fingers brush against each other as they walk side-by-side, the gentle waves lapping at their feet. Ruby can't help but wonder where this newfound connection between them will lead, but for now she's content to enjoy every moment of it and savor the blissful ignorance that comes with not knowing what tomorrow might bring.

Blushing brightly, she nods eagerly and pulls out her sketchbook from her bag. Her hands tremble as she flips through the pages, eventually settling on a clean one to start working on. Glancing over at him shyly, she smiles warmly before beginning to draw. The soft sand beneath them and gentle breeze overhead create a serene atmosphere that inspires her, making it easier for her to lose herself in her artwork than ever before.

As she works, she can't help but steal occasional glances at him. His gaze fixed on her book, he watches every stroke of her pencil with interest and encouragement... It's intoxicating, making her heart race faster and igniting a fire in her chest that's been dormant for far too long. Perhaps this is what it feels like to be truly seen... Truly understood. For now, Ruby decides not to think about anything beyond the present moment... And enjoying the feeling of finally being free to be herself with someone who accepts her just as she is.

Her cheeks flushing even deeper red at his words, she looks up from her drawing to meet his gaze. There's so much sincerity in those eyes... it makes her heart skip a beat. "T-than-tank you," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. It feels strange - wonderful, even - to be praised for something she loves so dearly by someone who genuinely appreciates it. Ruby can't help but lean closer to him, drawn in by the connection they seem to share.

She continues working on her sketch, her movements growing bolder and more confident as his encouragement washes over her like a warm summer wave. The image begins to take shape before her eyes, its every curve and detail exaggerated for maximum impact... just like she likes it. And beside her, he's still watching, still supporting... making this experience unlike anything she's ever had before.

Her breath catches in her throat as he speaks, and she can feel the blush spreading from her cheeks to every other part of her body. His touch sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to focus on her drawing for even a moment. Ruby can't remember the last time someone made her feel this desired... this special. It's intoxicating, and she finds herself wanting more of it than ever before.

She glances up at him through her lashes, a mixture of surprise, wonder, and pure happiness glowing in her eyes. "T-th-thank you," she stammers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their hearts racing together. In that moment, she realizes something profound... that perhaps there's someone out there who can accept all of her - the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly alike. And as they sit together on this deserted stretch of beach, surrounded by nothing but each other and their shared love for art, Ruby allows herself to believe it could be true... that maybe, just maybe, she isn't alone anymore.